Tracey Hardie - SeEing wHat yoU ReAd

When I read or write
I see and feel things differently.

ImaGes are nOt whaT they AlwAys aPpear

Words
__________fall
______________off
_________________the
_____________________p
______________________a
_______________________g
________________________e

like a water fall
into a cist pool
of abstracts

, tfel ot thgir daer taht

only mirrored
can you see
the true reflection I see,

t h a t
...............i s

i f


i t..........d o e s n’t.... g e t

.............l o s t
......i n

t
h e

m
a z
e.

How many colors do you see
when you read?

Try forcing a square
into a round hole,
or see the sky,
a blanket of wonders
as the only thing
that makes sense
with its diversity.

Can you feel the venom
of frustration
feast on self-esteem
leaving behind
a shell of doubt?

Is it a learning disability,
to see and feel things so differently?

Tracey Hardie

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/seeing-what-you-read/